Ode to Twitter Bird

Two years ago my world expanded 

exponentially. Because of Twitter,

and you. Twitter seemed scary back

then-a different world speaking a 

new language. The learning curve 

at middle age gets fierce, but you

 all were patient. My eyes opened 

to new conversations and new ways

 of thinking. The cravings and

 tenderest desires of my heart found

 a path, easy to follow on my 

timeline page day after day. 

My curiosity was aroused, satisfied, 

and whetted again, only to be 

satiated once more. My favorite

 thing, the thing that has stimulated

 me more than anything else has 

been observing the 

 creative creative pursuits of

 people from all over the world. 

Being exposed to artist in all 

mediums, writers, and poets 

has lit my fire too. I'm compelled 

to try what others are brave 

enough to try. It gives me 

courage to face my own 

blank piece of white space. 

Following behind the @ were 

names of strangers who now have 

become friends. Someday, I wish 

we all could sit around a big table 

together. I could finally hug you, 

feed you, see your eyes sparkle 

or tears run. We aren't strangers 

any more. Thanks for not  following

 your mama's advice. I want you 

to know that your words, links,

 shares, mentions, RT's and @replies 

have held me up when life became 

to heavy to bear alone. This is my thanks.

 This is what community looks like from 

my point of view.